Into The Mystic

It's cold. You keep falling and never really stop. And for me it's not always bad. I can be happy for brief periods of time, but at the same time the shadow is never really gone. It lurks in the back of my mind ready to overpower my thoughts at it's convenience.
I know that I can be in control of it. Logically I can get past anything, but sometimes logic doesn't work. There's no good reason to be upset as drastically as I get.
I could fix it. I want to, but I don't really know how.
MyUnspokenWord MyUnspokenWord
22-25, F
Jan 15, 2013